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... m in too much discomfort to even chuckle or laugh back. Much less give a sarcastic reply.
"Hrnghh..."
That’s what left my mouth instead. I panted, heavily. Sweat buildup all over my face, maybe in the body as well. I could feel it dripping down my back. Maybe wearing a black tattered cloak was not the best idea...not like I had anything else though.
My face pressed against the wood. I could no longer try to kneel. Felt to weak, and the chains seemingly drained every ounce ...
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